I hate my pillow.
The pillow I have is hard.
Like a brick.
No matter how much I toss and turn
Or adjust my head
It still feels the same.

I want a new pillow.
So I go out and buy one.
And when I sleep at night
It’s not hard. It’s soft.
I bury my face in it. Smile and chuckle.
Because now, it feels different.
Now, I don’t hate pillows.

I found the one that suits me.